 Rock around the clock. Oh, that would have been so fun. Yeah? I didn't do that one. Oh, well. Darn it. Okay, here we go. No prizes this time. All right. Okay. I've been walking these streets so long, singing the same old song. I know every crack in these dirty sidewalks of Broadway, where hustle's the name of the game, and nice guys get washed away like the snow in the rain.